Chapter 92 The First Wave
Have you ever been on a crowded subway?
Have you seen the concert?
Have you ever visited tourist attractions during holidays?
If the answer is yes, then you can definitely imagine what it is like to be crowded with people.
“Patta, patta…”
The messy and dragging footsteps became louder and louder, as if knocking on people's hearts.
"Hehe."
"roar."
The gasps and roars coming from the throats of those horrible zombies seemed to ring in my ears.
Even with a thick wall between them, the oppressive feeling created by thousands of zombies still hit them in the face.
The less courageous ones dropped their weapons and ran away.
Gu Chao felt that this was not scary enough, so he even had people place a large LED screen or curtain in four directions inside the base to broadcast the images captured by the drones in the air outside.
People could clearly see the dark mass of zombies, their clothes torn, their flesh rotten, some organs even exposed, broken limbs, open mouths, staring white eyes, pushing and squeezing each other, staggering towards them.
Whenever there is a frontal shot on the screen, people feel as if the zombies are staring at them and drooling at them from behind the screen.
Lu Ming looked at the survivors, his courage fading. Panic appeared on his face, and his legs trembled. He wanted to turn around and run, but when he saw the calm and resolute faces of the Chaoyang Brigade members standing on the wall, he resisted the urge to flee. He remained where he was and asked with some confusion, "Why did you deliberately scare them?"
Gu Chao said calmly: "If I'm afraid of a zombie swarm of thousands, what will I do when there are tens of thousands? It's better to scare them away now than to become a deserter in the battle."
That makes sense, Lu Ming suddenly understood.
"Five hundred meters to go!"
Hearing the scouts' report coming through their headsets, the captains of the Chaoyang assault teams on the two gate walls immediately ordered, "Everyone, take your positions."
“Four hundred meters!”
"Prepare."
"We've reached the cordon!"
"action!"
As soon as the words fell, people exclaimed. They saw on the screen that some of the guards who were originally standing on the wall suddenly jumped down from the wall more than eight meters high and rushed straight towards the group of zombies.
But the imagined horror didn't unfold. They watched in stunned silence as those who had jumped tumbled and quickly rose, wielding machetes, fire axes, narrow knives, and other weapons. With a single blow, they chopped off half the head of a zombie in the front row. Brain matter and black blood spurted out, but they ducked calmly, kicking aside the zombies that approached them and reaping the next zombie's head.
Many people had never seen such a scene before. They all lowered their heads and retched, their stomachs churning into a mess.
They felt a mixture of fear and excitement in their hearts. They were afraid of the cruelty of these people and excited about their strength. The original fear and panic were gradually replaced by anticipation and excitement.
There was a fight going on outside the gate, and the walls on both sides also welcomed zombies.
Hundreds of earth and gold-type mutants stood in front of the wall and cooperated with each other to open a hole every 5 meters in the wall that could allow a zombie to pass through, and made a passage about 6 meters long that could only accommodate one person, and then opened two similar holes on both sides of the passage.
In this way, one passage can allow five zombies to pass through at the same time, but each zombie will only come out from one of the holes.
The survivors work in groups of two, taking turns standing on both sides of each hole. One person cuts the zombie's spine, causing it to lose its ability to move and fall to the ground or slow down, while the other person uses any means to destroy the head and cervical vertebrae to kill the zombie completely.
When zombies pile up, the psychic guarding the cave entrance will temporarily close the entrance to slow down the zombies' entry, while the psychics with strength or speed at the back will drag the zombie bodies out and hand them over to the survivors waiting behind. They will then take turns carrying the zombie bodies to a specially separated area in the open space at the back and burn them all.
The initial wave of zombies was thus arranged by them into an assembly line for eliminating zombies.
Since the zombies are going to fight in shifts, they can also regard the vanguard composed of the first few waves of ordinary zombies as a test to hone the courage and coordination of the survivors.
Ordinary zombies are slow and weaker than humans. Scratching or biting a mutant won't mutate them, making them easy targets. Furthermore, since the east and west walls aren't connected to the main road outside, the speed and number of zombies approaching are far lower than those at the north and south gates. The first few waves of zombies are perfect for boosting the survivors' courage.
Lu Ming and Gu Chao, wielding the same type of broadswords, each led 5 people, using physical attacks to kill the first wave of zombies without leaving a single one. Even when they killed the last one and returned to the city wall, their clothes were not dirty.
Such strength made the survivors behind excited and cheered.
The survivors who faced zombies for the first time, through repeated practice, gradually went from being flustered, unable to take care of themselves, and having trembling hands and feet, to becoming proficient, clean and efficient, and coordinating well. For them now, eliminating zombies is no more difficult than building a wall.
Those who helped others also felt that they had contributed to the defense of the base, and even listened to those people talk about their mental journey of killing zombies, and they were eager to try.
All in all, the first wave of zombies took three and a half hours to kill, and ended with everyone in the base jubilant and their morale high.
The Chaoyang Brigade medical team began to get busy cleaning the battlefield and treating the wounded.
Outside the base, the scouts had not discovered any new enemy situation. The zombie tide had come to an end, and it was time for lunch.
There were survivors who had come to help spontaneously. They washed their hands, washed rice and cooked porridge, and distributed dry food and pickles. Every survivor who had contributed got a share, which really surprised the people who usually did not have enough to eat.
The people at the back who had not yet had their turn to help stretched their necks, chewing on the compressed biscuits in their hands and swallowing their saliva.
Those who had escaped before regretted their decision and wanted to come back for food, but they were sternly refused. Some troublemakers were shot on the spot, which deterred some people with bad intentions.
Lu Shaoyang stood beside the corpse and shouted, "In this life-or-death situation, anyone who wants to take advantage of the situation should get out of the base as soon as possible. We don't welcome such people!"
The survivors were silent and ate quietly. Some of them shared a common hatred for the enemy, while others looked reluctant, but no one objected.
Although the people in this team are ruthless, every survivor is a stakeholder. They will not agree to anyone enjoying the treatment that they have worked so hard for without any effort.
The atmosphere was stagnant for a moment. As the body was dragged away and burned, people gradually forgot what had just happened and began to discuss it again.
Everything seems to be going in a good direction.
The zombie tide doesn’t seem like a scary thing?
However, Gu Chao and the others knew that this was a smokescreen deliberately designed to paralyze people.
Ordinary zombies are easy to kill. People will go from being initially vigilant to being at ease, and then to underestimating the enemy. Only then will the real zombie wave come.
These people have not seen evolved zombies or high-level zombies. Even ordinary zombies that they think are easy to deal with, as long as there are enough of them, these walls and gates can't stop them.
That was the real war, the real hell.
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